Chapter 19

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"You guys are merciless." I grumble, looking at the scores for the millionth time that night. I was, of course, in last place. Zayn was first, Niall second, Liam third and Harry and Louis were tied for fourth, leaving me with last place. That's not the bad part, I've lost a lot of bowling games, I'm fine with that. Thing is, they're all beating me by fifty, sixty, even a hundred points!

"Just, sit out the rest of the game you'll be happier." Zayn says, knowing I won't quit.

"No! I will not give up!" I say, slightly frustrated.

"Okay.." Zayn says, putting his hands up. A song came on and I squealed.

"I'll show you what I'm good at." I say before I start shaking my hips, dancing with the loud music.

'Hey there, pretty brown eyes, whatchya doing later tonight? Would you mind if I spend time with you?' It was Cody Simpson's 'Pretty Brown Eyes.' Soon, a crowd formed and were all cheering me on. I danced as much as I could, grinning.

I laughed as the music stops, sitting down as I pull out my phone.

I felt hands on my waist, and I jerked, turning around. I smiled as I saw the familiar curly brown hair, brown eyes, and soft lips. The lips that felt so good on mine, the hands so warm as he hugged me, the kindness in his eyes as I fell asleep, sighing contentedly. Suddenly, I had the urge to kiss him. I leaned forward and gently pressed my lips to his, hesitant.

"What was that for?" He asks, smiling.

"I felt like kissing you. I missed it." I say quietly.

"I missed it too." He says, kissing me again.

"Well, get used to it, because I hope we'll be doing it more. It's been way too long." I mumble, putting my head on his chest.

"It has." He says, putting his head on top of mine.

"Max, I'm ready." I smile and look up at him.

"So, will you go on tour with me, as my pianist and back-up dancer?" He asks and I nod, kissing him.

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{A/N It's been good, these nineteen chapters..I'm sad to end it. I could've done more, but I wanted it to end happily. I feel like I went through so much and so did Colette. Not only was this my story, it was hers. I owe it to my family and my best friend for inspiring me and encouraging me to do this story. Thank you all. I love you! :)

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